Meows woke Softpaw from her dreams as she watched Hazelpaw and Mousepaw leave the den. Sighing she stretched beside her brother's sleeping figure as a small molted pale gray tom got up from his nest and carefully creeped out if the den. Curiosity filled her mind as she followed after him keeping as quiet as possible. Trying to keep out of Firestar's sight she hurried after the tom as he ran to the dirt place. Keeping her head down she waited as pale ginger she-cat walked by only pausing to sniff the air before brushing past her. Following silently she took notice of how beautiful the forest was for the first time since she arrived. Padding down the slope a good length behind the gray tom her curiosity had grown. As he went down a steep slope Softpaw only watched as she followed along the top of the ridge until he disappeared from her sight. Making her way quickly down the slope she sped up her pace until she caught sight if him again as he walked out of the trees and into a more grassy area stumbling as his foot got caught in something. Growing weary, Softpaw wondered if she should go back to the clan and tell them where the small tom was exploring. Gathering up some last minute courage she padded onward, fighting the urge to help him as he walked straight into mud an began sinking before he pulled himself out and began padding along cautiously. The forest was well behind them as well as the smell of her new home a new smell filled the air around as she paused mid-step as the small tom spun around his fear scent strong as he took a quick step back.

"No!!!" Softpaw yowled racing across the grassy land as the tom stepped right off the edge of the cliff. Sinking her teeth into his scruff she tried to pull him back, but his weight sent both of them over into the river below. Not daring to let go of his scruff she tried to keep his head above water as she tried to swim to land. Soon a black tom was in the water with them as he took her clanmate from her jaws and tried to swim back. The black tom hissed as her clanmate struggled before they reached shore, Softpaw making it shortly after them. Zoning the unfamiliar cats out she began to lick her clanmate fiercely trying to try him as his body trembled. After a few more licks she began to lick her own fur as he sat up shaking his head.

"Why are you here?!" The black tom who had helped them demanded as he stepped closer to them, but the water in her ears muffled everything as she watched the she-cat beside her clanmate spat something she could not hear. As her clanmate rose to his paws the black warrior placed his tail on his shoulders and started up the beach as Softpaw followed behind slowly regretting ever following her blind clanmate.